Driving home from a date with my husband, I say “My bra is killing me”. That’s when the Google feature in our car pipes up “I’m sorry you feel that way”. I feel heard, Google. I feel heard and cared for. Thank you, Google.
Driving home from a date with my husband, I say “My bra is killing me”. That’s when the Google feature in our car pipes up “I’m sorry you feel that way”. I feel heard, Google. I feel heard and cared for. Thank you, Google.